Look deep into the fire, see how it consumes, how it takes whatever is
fed into it and eats it alive.
See how the fire cleanses down to the bare essentials, how it removes
the soft unwanted exterior.
Look into the fire, see the blinding brightness that blocks out the
visions as well as the memories.
Watch the fire, watch it roar, hear the flames sing the song of the
phoenix, destined to be reborn from its own ashes.
Pity the fire, see the wisps of smoke wandering aimlessly as if they had
no where to go, yet no reason to stay.
Look how the fire leaves its mark, nothing in its path is left untouched
or left to feel unwanted.
Smell the fire, smell the memory of what once was and what has been
frozen in time.
Watch the fire die, draining all energy till there was nothing left to
sustain itself.
See what remains after the last ember has faded to black, nothing,
consuming passions burn themselves out.
This is an award I created for a friend. She said it was beautiful :)
Another sunset inspired by an OGS member.
Lunar Blues ....... Lunar Reds
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